Easier than love

30. prosince 2009 v 20:33 | majkl |  Nothing is sound
Sex is currency
She sells cars,
She sells magazines
Addictive, bittersweet, clap your hands,
With the hopeless nicotines

Everyone's a lost romantic,
Since our love became a kissing show
Everyone's a Casanova,
Come and pass me the mistletoe
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone

- Chorus -

She is easier than love
Is easier than life
It's easier to fake and smile and bribe
It's easier to leave
It's easier to lie
It's harder to face ourselves at night,
Feeling alone
What have we done?
What is the monster we've become?
Where is my soul?
(Numb)

Sex is industry,
The CEO of corporate policy
A skin-deep ministry,
Suburban youth, hail your so called liberty

Every advertising antic
Our banner waves with a neon glow
War and love become pedantic,
We wage love with a mistletoe
Everyone's been scared to death of dying here alone
Sex is easier than love,

Where is my soul? (Where is my?)
Where is my soul
 

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